"This..." Song Xiaodong scratched his head and said, "I need to specifically check how your True Qi is flowing. I just suddenly thought that the body structures of men and women are somewhat different, and the meridians are also slightly different. The methods I taught you before were all taught according to a man's constitution, so I'm afraid the problem lies here."
"Oh... So what do you mean, Master?" Lu Yaobing more or less understood what Song Xiaodong meant, and her face turned red.
"So, I have to... place my hand below your lower abdomen."
Lu Yaobing guessed it would be this, bit her lip, and said, "Master, there's nothing to it. You're my master, after all. You're teaching me something. As a disciple, I won't think too much."
"Oh, it's good you think that way." Song Xiaodong smiled slightly, though his expression quickly turned somewhat awkward. He said, "Today you're wearing jeans, and they're quite thick..."
